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Christine would download it to Ben’s Pad. Then she grinned and said, “You can text us if you agree with Erika’s choice of bathroom and my choice...of bed for our two nights in Munich.”Ben had gotten up to leave for dinner. In the doorway, Christine stopped him. She had turned serious and added, “Erika seems to think you are worried about us three getting together as lovers. Both of us are looking forward to being with you in Munich. For Erika and me, finding and now loving you after all these. Jimmy thinks its a big thing, but it isn't. Right, Tiny?" You goosed Terri, Jack? What did she say when you did that?" I think she said something like... EEK! and then grabbed her ass with both hands, even though that meant that she'd she drop her lemonade and break the glass. I didn't mean to have her drop that glass Tiny, but what good is a goose without the element of surprise to it?" What did Martha say?" Well you know Martha, Tiny, her sense of humor doesn't extend to that type of kidding. You see, I still remember what it was like to work here. You ranting at me and insulting me whenever you thought I wasn't working hard enough. Your wife lying to you about me every chance she got, threatening to, how did you put it, Lisa? Oh yes. Here it is. Thank you, David." he said, as he took the sheets of paper the partner offered him."'Rick, if you ever do that to me again, I'll cut your dick off.' Threatened anyone else with castration lately?" His smile seemed to be warm and friendly.. I mean, that we kissed."I stared at him. How could he say it didn't mean anything? It meant everything, to me. Then I saw his face, pleading, and I knew he was trying to make me feel good. He was worried that I felt badly about our kissing. He didn't understand and I didn't have the words to explain it then. I agreed for lack of anything better, "Yeah." It was just practice," he said."Yeah," I said.His eyes were still pleading. I didn't know for what though. They made me uneasy and I felt I had.
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